what’s sweeter than a yellow pear
dripping ripeness, with a wedge of cheese?
what’s sweeter than a sleepy kiss
enfolding love with a warm embrace?
what’s sweeter than a baby’s toothless smile
dimpling cheeks with responsive coos?
thanks living
01 Dec 2021 14 Comments
grateful to waken early
with breath in my lungs
brew savory cup of tea
hear ancient word speak
layer leggings & jeans,
turtleneck & farm coat,
wool hat with braided
tassles, insulated boots
grateful to leave house
in dark under moonsliver
glance of morning star on
walk to vintage white barn
feed (pet,referee) cats first
measure buckets for cows
clean out bunk and pause
by old hayshed, hear moos
of sunrise, watch that scene
unfurl glorious promises of
another fresh day above the
silhouette of neighbor’s farm
In response to two prompts: gratitude poem that starts with morning at Tweetspeak with Callie and poem with a line from ABBA’s “Dancing Queen” (italics) with Lillian and Bjorn at dVerse Poets.
crater lagoon, nicaragua
23 Nov 2021 23 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: crater, ekphrastic poetry, lagoon, Nicaragua, volcanic
ubiquitous mists of cloud forest
layered in reflective lagoon’s
volcanic depths harboring ancient
crustaceans which rarely dare to
skim surface to kiss rhythmic raindrop
ripples while howler monkeys
groom their mates and sloths sleep
in green arms of upper canopy
farmers of nearby village
oblivious to jaguar’s hunger
herd a meager group of thin
cows past tin huts with leaky banana-
leaf thatched roofs, making mud of
dirt floors where chickens scratch
and little children play with pebbles
while mamas prepare tortillas
Ekphrastic poetry at dVerse poets’ pub featuring the late Fay Collins’ artwork…actual location is a matter of interpretation!
quiet word
23 Nov 2021 14 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: God, peace, song, sunset
How to give thanks with chaos in the world, breakdown in the family? Death and violence, divorce and mental illness, “us against them” polarization… good humor is hard to come by when life feels like a tragedy. We search for stability, a grounding.
Where is God when needed? Seems too high and mighty above our fractiousness. Is he deaf to his creatures’ pitiful whimpers and loud tantrums alike? Disillusioned with ancient oracles of dead prophets, we grasp for meaning.
In dusky silence, a singular sunset leisurely paints the sky above fields of round cornstalk bales. Hot pink and purple hues deepen, clouds set on fire, eyes cannot resist, breath catches at heavenly drama. Radio plays song, When You Speak* and inexplicable peace envelops my soul.
moonrise to sunset
skies shimmer with his glory
give us thankful hearts
Join Frank J. Tassone and dVerse poets who are serving haibuns and giving thanks this week. Reference to song by Jeremy Camp heard on K-LOVE.
giving thanks
16 Nov 2021 17 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: grandma, potatoes, Thanksgiving, turkey
cold turkey thaws in filled sink,
every year bigger butterball bird;
add honey ham to feed multitude
by marriage, births, or invitation.
gathered ingredients weeks ahead
cheesy baked corn aroma wafts up
daughter-in-love will make pies or
dinner rolls to bring to feast while
grandma feels a bit overwhelmed by
her family blessings and potato skins;
wipes tearful prayers on fresh apron.
day in court
14 Nov 2021 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: accuser, guilty, judge
day in court, all rise;
expect guilty verdict
judge Jesus presides,
accuser will prosecute
satan spits, “shame!”
and defendant cowers
arraigned and censured,
confess “guilty as charged”
prosecutor hisses, smug,
demands death penalty
judge and defense confer
surprise pardon granted!
penalty paid in full…
released on blood bond
poetic response
12 Nov 2021 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: american sentence, chicken, poultry
Why DID chicken cross the road?
She wanted to be POULTRY in motion!
image from dreamstime.com
november dusting
12 Nov 2021 2 Comments
first snowflake on tongue
whirling, swirling, drifting down
taste of winter chill
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Haiku usually do not have titles but… i like titles for my blog posts!
bright idea
10 Nov 2021 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: grandchildren
breezy
october fun
expedition to patch
grandchildren hunt for perfect pick
PUMPKIN!
take orange globe home to carve it
light a candle inside
jack-o-lantern
big smiles
Colleen Chesebro’s challenge to write a butterfly cinquain with one color word in it. A butterfly cinquain is 9 lines of 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables.
ethiopian ethos
08 Nov 2021 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: bible, ethiopia, food
among the
majang people,
little children
will rub their
empty bellies
and cry to
their parents
“lak-a-ngwa”
i am starving!
_______
souls, too, feel
growling hunger
for real food
of good word
as eager people
gather round
to listen to a
talking bible!
_______
jesus prayed,
multiplied bread
to nourish
thousands
and disciples
gathered up
leftovers…
do we have
crumbs to spare?
fertility
07 Nov 2021 4 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: birth, creativity, fertility, poem, writing
I have written on this theme before (search my site for “birth of a poem”) but then…after my first son, I eventually birthed 4 more!
poem begins as embryo
when an image sparks
pregnant thoughts
which swell into words;
word cells divide/multiply
to form fetal phrases
as distinct details develop
with additions/edits
until time comes to
birth and deliver poem
to the waiting world
with hope it will be
accepted, perhaps
even loved.
provision of comfort
24 Oct 2021 8 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: comfort, friends, grandchildren, prayer, provision
profuse blooms of purple mum
colorful confetti of fallen leaves
frisky hop of harvesting squirrel
quick flash of tattletale blue jay
graceful swish of favorite skirt
soft whiteness of furry cardigan
moist texture of rhubarb cake
full cup of chai almond milk tea
delightful giggles of grandchild
sweet smile of namesake baby
real conversation of true friend
warm touch of faithful partner
prayer bond of blood brothers
joyful worship of Jesus people
a poem in my pocket 
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